Have you ever gone through a car wash? (Or a plane wash?)
Dear Bothered Buffer,
Once, my friends Lori, Bud, and Coby teased me, suggesting that I smelled odd. I am not accustomed to scanning myself in olfactory space, and became quite self-conscious. Proceeding immediately to a local car wash, I transformed into my jet mode and tried to fit inside. I was too large, slamming against the entrance to the wash, causing my friends to laugh. Mass-shifting, I managed to fit inside, and that's when things got weird.
It turned out that I had had a long-dormant Scraplet infection. Indeed, the mutant Scraplet, Lord Scraplord, was inching its way towards my brain module. It had been suggesting that I avoid water for such a long time that I assumed those were my very own thoughts. Since I often do not tend to mending my armor (a very embarrassing fact I must say), water seeped through micro-cracks in my head, slaying Scraplord, who fell with a mighty squeak. My human friends did not believe me as I told them the epic struggle that took place within the car wash.
This event was recounted in "Deluge!! Free the Brain of Vector Prime!", which I don't believe aired in your reality.
